Five people, middle-aged, with Mou Yue looking around forty or fifty, one lean, the others all burly in stature.
The conclusion was, she couldn't win.
Alarmed in her heart, Chu Liangxia maintained a steady pace, pretending not to see them, calm and undisturbed, yet she hurried in her mind, hoping to reach the inn quickly.
However—
What she hadn't anticipated was that the route near the inn had a remote stretch, and with the sky darkening, there were hardly any passersby.
The further she walked, the quieter it became.
It was only after noticing the dwindling number of pedestrians around her that Chu Liangxia suddenly realized this point.
She cursed herself for not having scouted the route in advance.
After a moment, she hesitated, wondering whether to take out her phone and pretend to answer a call in an attempt to scare them off.
But before her hand even reached her phone, she heard rapid footsteps behind her.
Frowning, she thought of running, but it was already too late.